On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise...
The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson - Página 251
por John Milton - 1807
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